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( , ' :, :" r , : : : : : ' : , , ,. :' , ' , ' : ' : " . : ' : :. :. : :: ; ) (:40/Wt.p _,.:""" . .. ....', :.':::,: t. J3 .3'0 / û ....... . .: '-,õ.},....................., ... ..::...\J: :. : 4lt ::L=::,j:..i f 1f}ffi / "Boy! There'll be no Pearl Harbor at Dudley 6-4 while he's on the job." . . When it comes my turn I gets up and gives them this little spiel about this is the first time we've played Orangefield, and how good they are, but I'm sure the boys will give a good account of theirself-the same good old stuff. Then I just stand there and look at them, waitin' till it's all quiet, and they know I'm going to say something. Then I give it to them straight, saying I'm sorry to have to say, for the first time since I been at Clareton, we got a quit- ter. I say I don't know what they think, but I think it's too bad when one of the biggest guys on a team turns his suit in the first time the going gets tough and just when we got the biggest game in our history coming up. I $ y I don't know if this kid-I didn't want to name him, you know, but they got me-is afraid of this Orangefield bunch, though it does look that way, hut I say it seems to me like lettin' the rest of the team down pretty bad, and the whole school too, for that matter. I tell them never mind, we got a club will give Orange- field all they want to do anyway, but for this boy's sake, as well as the team and the school, there'll be a suit out for him Saturday if he wants to come and get it, but I'm not asking him. Only if he don't come, why, I guess I know what to think, and I guess they do, too. The kids take it quiet, but sayin' Barnes' name, yot} know, and lookin' around at hIm. W ELL, it works. I'm edgy all next morning, not knowing if he's got that much pride even, but about ten minutes before game time in he comes and says, "You said you had my suit out," and I tell the manager to give it to him. I don't even speak to him. I don't start him, neither. I leave him sit- ting right there on the end of the bench while this third-string back, Crane, is in there just tryin'. I'm takin' plenty of chances, too. Orangefield scores on us on a double reverse that goes all the way from their forty, and we're in trouble all the time. But the way I figure, with a kid without any heart in him, you got to prime him. Well, along in the first of the second quarter I send this manager to tip off the cheerleaders, like it's his own idea, and pretty quick the stands begin yellin' for Barnes. Orangefield's got the ball and got us back on our fif- teen, and I gets ready to break Barnes out. Then Orangefield fumbles on an off-tackle, and Rand recovers, and we kick out and settle down good, so I let him sit there. Between halves I still don't give him a tumble till we get the five-minute ..ú .. :-: '. ;=::' ' .: :::::::::.:.:;-.' . m,:øI!jX:1ßil! '"' !f _Ä ê%\ti warning. Then I comes over and stands in front of him and I say, "Do you want to play in this game, Barnes?" And after a minute, with all of them sitting there looking at him, he says he does, and I " 0 K . f C ., " say, .., go In or ranee Then, just before they start, whIle they're pickin' up their helmets, I slap him on the back, because I don't want to go too far with a kid, but I don't want to soften him, either, so I say, "And if you ain't got a streak, you show me, Barnes. " You shoulda seen the look he give me. A last-second needle is worth ten minutes in the locker room, I always say. W ELL, you got the score there, Bill. And believe you me, them Orangefield kids was plenty big and smooth, too, but Barnes just punches holes in 'em. I never see a guy tackle so hard in my life. Them Orangefield backs get where they're hopin' they'll get pulled down in the line so they won't get into the secondary, where Barnes can hit' em. Then we get the ball and I'm all the time prayin', though, just waitin' for when he'll get hit hard enough so he'll quit again. When we get that first touchdown and then miss the conversion, I figure that's done it. For him, I mean. But I guess that